Things are fairing for the better, it seems. Maybe I had to come close to loosing a dream, I had to let the idea of it go in order to go forward with it.
I thought for sure I'd have to change up everything if I wanted to continue with journalism, but that's not the case now. I have another opportunity, and though it probably means I'll graduate later than I wanted to, I'm relieved. I feel (oddly) good having thought I wouldn't be going back, it makes the impending schedule and probably still inevitable chaos that is a new semester seem slightly less looming. I've had less time to ponder how my life will be heavily centered on school as of tuesday.
I'll start, and I'll get things settled (like what classes I'll be sticking with), and I'll go on a vacay. It's been a long time since I've been to the Windy City and only a mere 6 days since I've seen my best friend. I refuse to let Sara spend her birthday without me. Haha.
I was afraid of what today [friday; now technically 'yesterday'] would hold, and it turned out to be great. Low-key, but great. And so, Tomorrow, [now technically, 'today'] I fear you not; no, I embrace your possibility, and acknowledge your potential for either greatness or mediocrity, greatness or awfulness. We shall see. (And it is 3AM...)
